Food is very important!
The shortage of food will put the entire exploration team in a desperate situation. Even the mere pressure of shortages can cause panic and turmoil in the entire team.
After discussing with Cangsu, Zhen Jin came to Zidi's tent alone.
The specifications of this tent are second only to the wire.
There were no guards outside the tent.
Needle originally wanted to arrange some manpower for Zidhi, but Zidi made it clear that he didn't need to.
She has her own defenses.
Zi Di had already rested, configuring potions for the entire team members, the workload was too large, and the process was very troublesome, which exhausted her.
Needle paced outside the tent, although the problem was serious, Needle didn't want to disturb Zidi easily.
"Just let her have a good rest."
Zhen Jin was thinking this, but Zi Di, who was sleeping in the dimly lit tent, gently twitched her nose, and then slowly opened her eyes.
"Is it an adult?" The sound of purple stems came from inside the tent.
Needle King Gang turned around and wanted to leave, but when he heard this voice, he immediately turned around: "It's me, there are some things that need to be discussed with you."
There was a rustling sound quickly coming from inside the tent, and soon Needle saw that Zidi was already dressed neatly, lifted the curtain, and greeted him in person.
"My lord, please come in." Purple Honey welcomed the needle into the tent.
The needle directly states the meaning.
Zidi shook her head: "I'm sorry, this time I want to disappoint you, my lord."
"Although adults' methods are feasible, I need a key material to make the corresponding potion."
"And I have almost used up this material, leaving only a little bit of reservoir to guard against accidents."
"What kind of material is this, can you find it here?" Needle is not reconciled.
Zidi shook her head, her face distressed: "Maybe somewhere on this island, this material has grown. But I don't have any clues about it."
"Besides, even with such materials, we have made enough potions to use on the sheep, and the gains outweigh the losses. Because if we do this, we will expose the secret of the grass."
With the help of potions, the sheep remove the chaotic magic from their bodies, and others will understand the truth that the sheep are also victims.
The real source of magic, the grass, is exposed.
The grass here is a magic plant, and after pulling it out, it is far easier to carry and transport than mutton.
Needle: "I have already told Cangxu this secret."
Zidi was slightly stunned, and then understood: "My lord, you are doing the right thing. Cangxu is indeed a rare talent."
"He may have discovered this secret a long time ago, but he didn't reveal it, which proves that he is quite wise."
"Perhaps, he didn't discover this secret, but if you confess such a big secret, my lord, he will definitely realize the sincerity of the adult wanting to treat him as his own."
"Congratulations to my lord for recruiting such an excellent consultant."
Needle shook his head and told Zidi what happened next.
Zi Di was quite surprised: "There is such a fighting formula?"
She immediately frowned, and her tone was a little worried: "My lord, such a fighting spirit technique is easily contributed, and the value may not be too high."
"Mr. Cangxiu himself is a scholar, not a beast tamer, and the most important thing is that he does not possess extraordinary power."
"If this fighting spirit technique is of high value, he can completely exchange it with other nobles to get more benefits."
However, Needle maintained a different view on this: "Cangxu does not seem to be a person who does not know the importance of things, he is very measured in his work. He understands the value of these grasses, so the fighting formula he came up with is at least equivalent."
"This is his bargaining chip to retain his freedom and refuse my solicitation. It's just that in this way, he makes me value it even more."
Speaking of this, Needle smiled slightly.
Regarding the food shortage, Zhen Jin asked Zi Di again.
Zidi didn't have any good way here, so he only said: "This island is very large, full of dangers, and contains rich resources. We can only watch as we go. Perhaps you can find a better source of food than the flock. And, before looking for adults, we set up several camps along the way, and some supplies were stored in the camps. If we can find the way we came from and get these supplies, we can also alleviate the problem of food shortages."
Needle nodded, preparing to leave with a slight disappointment.
As soon as the curtain was lifted, a hint of hesitation flashed on Needle's face, but in the end he turned his head and asked: "Zidi, do you still keep the blood of the monkey-tailed brown bear before?"
Although I asked this, the needle didn't have much hope.
The blood of the monkey-tailed brown bear contains magic and is a magical material. But the magic in the blood quickly dissipates over time. It is not easy to preserve and the cost of preserving is high.
But Zi Di's response surprised Needle.
She really still has some brown bear blood.
"Give it to me." Wire said.
Zidi didn't ask anything, opened the small leather bag on her waist, and handed a few glass bottles to the needle.
Needle held the reagent bottle containing brown bear blood and left Zidhi's tent.
The strongest person in the entire team is himself.
Nowadays, there is a shortage of food, and almost everyone else will take medicine, resulting in a great reduction in strength.
The thread has never been able to mobilize the fighting spirit, in this case, the ability to mutate the hands into claws has become the strongest means of the needle.
"According to my previous guess, if I drink this brown bear blood, I can replenish the corresponding magic in my body. It is likely to reproduce the original mutation!" Holding the glass bottle in his hand, the needle said secretly.
His eyes were resolute, and he said to himself: "Of course, I will not drink this blood unless it is a last resort."
Chaotic foreign magic will erode his flesh and cut away at his potential.
But just like what the Hundred Needles Patriarch said in his memory, sometimes you can't be afraid of risk, and you can't be afraid of sacrifice!
Early morning.
Among the towering trees, a white mist lingers.
Turquoise moss and a variety of bright mushrooms dot the woodland.
An orange deer is looking for food in the forest.
It took a fancy to a low bush and was about to approach when suddenly a series of hurried sounds came from the other side of the bush.
"Squeak ......"
The deer was frightened, turned around like lightning, and left quickly.
After a few breaths, the squeaking sound became closer and closer, mixed with human shouts.
"Chase!"
"Don't let these flying squirrels run away."
"Use a crossbow, use a crossbow quickly."
The sound became louder and louder, and then the three flying squirrels squeaked and screamed, jumping directly into the bushes and running away.
The pursuers behind them were blocked by the bushes and had to slow down, watching the flying squirrels disappear into the forest.
"What a pity!"
"Alas, I still haven't caught up."
The leaders of the pursuers were the two brothers Cyanozae and Huangzao.
Huang Zao looked unwilling and wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Cyanzae: "Have you forgotten Master Needle's order? Don't break away from the big army, we are now far away from Lord Gold."
"I just want to get more food, this is a flying squirrel is big, the meat is safe, and it is very fat." Huang Zao sighed.
The exploration team didn't have much food, and this invisible huge pressure had already weighed on everyone's heart.
But thinking of the order of the needle, Huang Zao could only grit his teeth and give up.
When several pursuers returned to the team, they saw that Bai Ya and others had already begun to dispose of flying squirrel carcasses on the spot, skinning, cutting, cleaning, and then smoking them.
More than ten days have passed, and Zidi has configured enough potions to solve the erosion of magic in the bodies of the exploration team members. After recuperating in place for a few days, Zhen Jin led everyone to set off.
This team has experienced a crisis of poisonous outbreaks, and almost everyone's quality and combat effectiveness have declined, but they have become closer and tacit in their own common hardships.
In the next trip, they encountered several crises one after another, and they all stood up and repelled the invading magical beasts as one.
"I'm sorry, Lord Needle, we only killed two flying squirrels." Huang Zao walked up to the needle and reported in shame.
Zhen Jin nodded and ordered: "Leave all this to Bai Ya and the others to deal with."
Not everyone is proficient in dealing with such things as beast corpses.
And Bai Ya is the son of Orion, who has received this kind of training since he was a child, and is very familiar with it.
The mutton poisoning incident made this young man stand out. He has the nickname of a lucky boy, and almost the entire exploration team has been taken care of by him, because of his diligence and enthusiasm, he has gained good popularity.
Huang Zao carried two flying squirrels and walked to Bai Ya.
Bai Ya was dealing with the flying squirrel, and the flying squirrel under his knife had been skinned and gutted. Bai Ya was using a knife to try to cut off the flying squirrel's neck.
The knife cut several times, but the bone in the neck was still not completely broken.
"Hey, lucky boy, use this." Huang Zao smiled and handed Bai Ya a knife.
This knife is shoddy at a glance. The knife handle is just slightly polished wood, and the blade is inserted into the handle, and it is wrapped and fixed with hemp rope and other objects as much as possible. However, the blade was ferocious, flashing with a sharp cold light, like steel but not steel, like iron but not iron, it was one of the limbs of the blade spider.
This weapon is of course a needle, but after the poisoning incident, the combat power of the entire exploration team declined. In order to improve his combat power as much as possible, Needle selectively lent some blade weapons to his subordinates for use.
Bai Ya took the knife, and it was his first time contacting it.
The first feeling is that it is light, not as heavy as imagined.
Bai Ya aimed at the flying squirrel's neck and slashed down, and suddenly a cold light crossed his eyes, and the previously stubborn flying squirrel bones were directly broken into two pieces.
Bai Ya immediately showed a look of shock, he had cut the bones like a piece of iron before, and after several cuts, his hands were numb, and he had not succeeded. Now that I used this knife, it felt like I was cutting it into a piece of bread, which was so easy.
"It's amazing!" Bai Ya looked at the knife and expressed sincere admiration.
"Of course, this is a silver-level magical beast after all." Huang Zao smiled.
Bai Ya shook his head: "No, I mean Master Needle. That silver-level blade spider must be very terrifying. But the lord defeated it, worthy of being a Templar!"
Bai Ya said, and the full of admiration and admiration in his heart was revealed on his face.
Huang Zao smiled and said approvingly: "Yes, we are really lucky to meet Lord Needle. Not to mention anything else, he had just encountered a group of flying squirrels, and Lord Needle threw a dagger and hit a hundred shots! Most flying squirrels are killed by adults!"
"Wait, with this knife, I can dispose of the corpse of the flying squirrel leader." Bai Ya thought of something, his face was full of excitement, and he ran to another place.
The corpse of the flying squirrel leader exuded a bronze level of life aura, but this aura was rapidly weakening, and within half a day, it would completely dissipate.
There was a dagger in the eye socket of the flying squirrel leader. This is a fatal wound, it is the handwriting of the wire.
Bai Ya held the spider blade tightly, slowly aimed it at the right position, and then cut hard, quickly peeling off the flying squirrel's fur.
The skin of the flying squirrel leader is very tough, and it cannot be cut open with an ordinary iron sword.
But under the spider blade, everything is solved.
"Huh?" The abdominal cavity of the white bud flying squirrel leader was cut open, and suddenly there was a movement in his hand.
"What's wrong?" Xanthaze questioned.
Bai Ya said uncertainly: "The meat of this flying squirrel leader seems to be different from other flying squirrels."
Huang Zao glanced at it: "There is no difference."
"No." Bai Ya had a serious face, he first returned the knife to Huang Zao, then squatted on the ground and pressed it, and then groped around the internal organs and bones of the flying squirrel.
After that, Bai Ya's tone became more affirmative than before: "There are indeed many subtle differences, I should bring this to Master Cangxu first."
"Hmm. That's a good idea." Xuanzao expressed approval.